Passionate Alarm

Passionate Alarm

It was all that I could see,
a vision that has captured me.
Long, and slender from thigh to foot,
taking my passion by its root.
Colored in back, purple or red,
it would wake me even if I were dead.
The feel of my hand on her, intertwined with the net,
and the passion of my loins beginning to set.
Ahhh, with every thought of this desirable form at her best,
I leave just my imagination to tell the rest.
They say it is the sight of one that has been used or tainted,
but allow me to hold her sight I would take her even if she was painted.
This woman wares almost nothing that I can see,
just a thin netted stocking and a lustful look at me.
I grin and curl my finger and call her near,
letting my eyes tell her she has nothing to fear.
I kiss her and pull her into my arms,
and behind closed doors we set off all passionate alarms!!!

Written By
Robert Niswander
Copyright 2004

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